Illicit Lover
Saturday, March 24th, 2007She said,
whispering through
her passionate breath,
that she liked me.
I smiled,
pulling her against my chest,
pinning her arms,
kissing her without asking.
We lost ourselves,
two bodies holding on
to the dreams we embraced
as our lips succumbed to lust.
Neither of us noticed,
the small wounds of indiscretion
finding ourselves being ravaged
as only lovers can detail.